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The Hazing Experience- Part 2 Life is simple. Simplicity hidden in complexity. Everything made of tiny particles with rules that govern their actions and reactions. Understand the rules to understand the past, present and future. That's not to say some chance and luck aren't present but it is an often overlooked recipe for making a God. Chapter 1 - Nick It was hard to avoid being noticed as Psi Members were positioned everywhere. I was sure they had cameras and microphones mounted. I wouldn't put anything past them after what we had witnessed tonight. The three of us stayed together. We found a table in the back corner of the party room. The music was loud enough that we hoped it gave us a chance to speak without eaves droppers. "This band is the key, they use it to make us sheep. Whatever they have flowing through us it's powerful shit man," Josh said studying it. "There has to be a way to get this off." I said. "We have to keep calm and stay focused otherwise these chemicals will make us not care. I can feel it every second trying to get me onto the dance floor. I think it helps that we stick together, every time I get a desire to give in, seeing you guys pulls me right back." I looked around at all the others dancing blissfully. The alcohol was in no short supply and it contributed significantly to them not worrying about what they had seen. Mike pretended to drink from his cup. "Just looking at the numbers alone, even if we won this thing somehow, that would mean at least one of us would be turned into something against their will. I don't want to become underwear or a bimbo." "Calm down Mike, we will figure something out." Josh looked him straight in the eyes. "You'd be surprised what type of situations I've managed to wiggle my way out of. First thing we need to do is to get chummy with one of the Psi folks. Get more information so that we can devise a plan." Mike scoped the room. "You see that girl over there, the one with the black skirt, I know her, I'm going to bring her over here so we can figure out what's going on." Josh walked to the back of the room, away from our line of sight. "How does he already know someone?" Mike looked at me with his eyebrows raised. "I dunno, maybe he met her when we first got here." Mike and I sat in silence until Josh returned. Next to him was the girl I had met in the line earlier in the day. She had handed me the flyer to attend this horrid event. I couldn't remember her name... "Tiffany?" Mike stood up from his seat. "You know Tiffany?" "Wait I know Tiffany too," I said, now clearly remembering her name. "Hi boys. Have a seat Mike. Josh says you fellows wanted to chat." "Something isn't adding up." Mike frowned at her. "Did you guys figure it out yet? It really isn't that hard, although I know those wristbands are making it incredibly difficult to focus." I looked her in the eyes, trying to figure out what she was getting at. "We all met you before coming here tonight, does that mean we were selected?" "Bingo. Look at you Nick, that was quicker than I thought it would take." She laughed. "Being a part of this society means having access to all sorts of information. We have members and connections that sit on the college board of directors, on the campus security, fuck even the local authorities." She reached over and closed Mike's open jaw. "Hun, if you're going to pretend to drink, at least put something in the cup." "Why us?" I asked. "Hmmm....now you're starting to ask the interesting questions." She patted me on the back. "It's quite simple really. The chemicals we inject work on amplifying your hormones. Over the years we have worked to perfect the transformations. We have found a specific population of individuals that actually take to the wristbands much easier. The chemicals work without a resistance. At first we didn't know what the causal link was but over time our sources were able to figure it out. Any thoughts? What makes you three related? Something every pledge in here shares." We all stood with blank stares. No one moved or talked. "Give up? Want to phone a friend? Maybe ask your fathers? I'm sorry, that was mean. You get what I'm hinting at though?" She grabbed a glass of champagne from a scantily clad waitress walking by. "None of you have fathers that influenced your lives appropriately." "What the fuck do you know about my father?" Mike jumped up from his seat and slammed his fist on the table. "I'd recommend you calm down if you want to see the morning and still have your dick." She motioned for him to sit. Mike, although still quite red in the face heeded the warning and returned to his chair. "What we know is actually what you told us. Like I said, we have eyes and ears everywhere. All three of your college admissions essays talked about what it would be like to have a real father." She motioned air quotation marks when saying the word 'real'. "Nick your father died when you were younger, Mike your father wasted away to drugs and alcohol and Josh yours divorced and gave up custody, your step father being the only male influence in your life. For some reason having a lack of a father figure before adulthood plays a significant role in your hormonal development and we just tap into that." I searched for words but only one thought came out. "People will know we are missing." "Maybe, but only if you lose. And if you do, there won't be any trace of you left to find. All the changes work on a DNA level so nothing stays the same." We sat in silence for a few minutes, trying to digest everything. "You're a fucking cunt," Josh finally announced. "Mmmm...tell me how you really feel." "No, really, you need to hear that. By this point, you've doped up everyone to a state of bliss but not us. I still have my own free will and you needed to hear that as much as I needed to say it." "Oh, no disrespect taken. I'm glad you got that off your chest. Now if you don't mind all focusing up here. I love to watch the eyes when this shit takes effect." Tiffany reached from below the table and emerged with a remote similar to one Brooklyn had earlier. She pressed a few buttons and hit a large pink one on the bottom. As the beam left the remote, she aimed it at Mike's band, then Josh's and finally at mine. Instantly my mind entered a blissful blank state. "...and that's why you always need to double check your condoms...so embarrassing," the girl sitting at the table laughed. "You guys are so much fun, I'm ecstatic that you all came here tonight." I chuckled along as I tried to figure out what was going on. "I'm sorry, I just blanked what's your name?" "Tiffany silly." She giggled. "Here, keep drinking." She handed me her glass of champagne. I didn't think we were going to drink but my friends both had glasses sitting in front of them. "Bottom's up everyone!" Chapter 2- Josh "Hey, wake up." The voice resonated in my head without much processing. It wasn't until the cold hard slap across my face that I realized Mike had been standing next to me. "Ouch, what did you do that for?" I rubbed my cheek. It felt like I had been pelted with a snowball on a blustery cold winter day. "I've been trying to get your attention for 2 minutes now." He said pointing at something. I looked at where his index finger was aimed and realized a woman was on her knees in front of me with my cock in her mouth. "Hello down there. Need to come up for air Captain Nemo?" The girl backed away from me and looked up remaining submissively kneeled in front of me. "Oh. Hi Jamie. I didn't even realize it was you." "Thank you for letting me suck your cock Sir, your cum is delicious. May I have some more?" "Well, hang on a sec, Mike might want a turn next. We have to be fair, right?" "Yes Sir." She bowed her head. "What the fuck are you doing man?" That was poor James. Snap out of it. We need to get out of here remember?" He said trying to pull me away from the crowd who had gathered to watch and encourage Jamie. "I don't want to leave Mike." I resisted his tug on my shoulder. "This place is unbelievable. 4 words, 3 sentences." I looked him in the eyes. "Free. Amazing. Blow jobs. Well I'm pretty sure blow jobs is two separate words. Anyways, these women are drop dead gorgeous. There's no way I'd ever score like this outside of here. He's not James anymore so no need to cry about it." "Don't you remember our conversation with Tiffany?" "Who's Tiffany?" I looked back down at Jamie. "Don't listen to him baby, you're the only girl for me." "You are free to do as you please Sir, I am here to serve." "Ha. Fucking amazing. Can I bring her home with me mommy? I promise to take care of her." Everyone laughed except Mike. I didn't understand what had been shoved up his asshole so tightly. "Where's Nicky boy? We need to make sure he loses his virginity tonight." "What's the last thing you remember from tonight?" Mike said interrupting the laughter and putting his hand on my shoulder. He leaned in towards my face. "Easy, cowboy. We all came here to see if we could get into the Psi house. They had us play some interesting sex games and now we have a chance to party with really hot ladies. Did I pass the pop quiz teach?" "Do you trust me?" He looked me straight in the eye without blinking. "I guess so, we only met today but yeah, I guess." "If you trust me, then you need to understand that your life is in danger the longer you sit here with that girl. We need to go now and talk in private. Go get Josh. I can't stay here, there's something I have to tend to. Meet me upstairs in our assigned room." At first I thought he was just as drunk as everyone else in the room but something in his eyes struck me. I had seen it before. I couldn't quite place it but I knew somehow to trust that look. I stood up from my seat and thanked Jamie for her services and went to search for Nick. I rounded each corner of the enormous ball room searching for the 5'8" childlike Nick. His face had stubble where he wanted to grow a beard and he wore polo shirts and jeans as if he was still being dress approved by his mother. I didn't think it was that hard to identify a sore thumb in this crowd but ultimately I was proven wrong. I asked a few folks I passed but no one seemed to pay much attention to me. I finally stopped and leaned up against the wall when I heard some moan coming from behind me. "Nick?" "What..!" a voice shot back. "Where the fuck are you?" It's Josh, I've been looking for you all night." "I'm right in here, in the closet , don't you remember leaving Stephanie and me in here after we gangbanged her?" "I must have gotten more shit faced than I remembered." I opened the inconspicuous wooden door. Inside was Nick with his boxers around his ankles fucking Stephanie from behind. "Way to go man. Good for you, hope you remembered a condom?" Stephanie reached her head around and looked at me. "I can't get pregnant. It was like part of that change. The nice masters and mistresses who live here told me all about it. I mean they said one day if someone wanted to get me pregnant, I could be changed but right now it's all the fucking I can handle." She clapped and giggled. "The change.... that's right. Your name used to be Steve." Details were slowly returning to me. "Ewwww...that's so gross....please don't call me that disgusting boy name anymore. I much prefer my cute girlie name Stephanie. Doesn't it sound like sooo much better?" "Do you remember what happened to you tonight Stephanie?" I asked. "Yeah, I like remember everything." Her eyelids twitched for second. "I won the award for cumming first so I got to have my own pussy to play with and let others use too." She giggled and clapped again. "You remember being a man before tonight?" "Of course I do, but I don't like to think about it because it makes me sad. I prefer to only think about things that make me happy like large cocks and swallowing as much cum as my itsy bitsy new girly stomach can handle." "Do you want to be turned back if you could?" Stephanie sat in silence for a second after I asked the question. Finally, her eye twitched again before she spoke. "Hey, it's me," her voice lost the ditsy tone, "Steve. I can't fight it for long. Please help us find a way back. The longer I stay in this body the less of my old self I can retain. Both David and Jessica are scared shitless being my underwear. Find a way to steal a remote control before you're next...," her eyes twitched again and the ditsy voice resumed, "...never silly head, I love being a girl and love having my living panties and bra. We enjoy having Zorgasms all the time." By this point Nick had put his clothes back on and was walking out of the closet. Apparently the conversation was enough to sober us both back up. "Mike's waiting for us," I whispered in his ear. He nodded. "You can count on us being back, Stephanie." "Mmmm....I'm always ready to suck or fuck handsome." Her eye twitched once more as we turned to leave. Chapter 3 - Michael Where the fuck are they? They should have been here by now. I paced the wooden floored bedroom. My mind racing and sweat dripping down my forehead. They had gone all out on these rooms as well. Each one furnished with top notch furniture and bedding. A 70" flat screen television hung on the wall with all sorts of electronic equipment. A mini fridge with booze and liquor stood in the corner. I couldn't pinpoint any surveillance items like cameras or microphones but with so many electronic devices in here, it was anyone's guess as to which ones were already bugged. I waited what felt like another hour before I heard the door slowly open. "Mike you in here?" I recognized Nick's voice. "Yeah, hurry up get in here so I can lock the door." Both Josh and Nick walked into the room and sat on the beds. "How did you not get mind fucked like the rest of us?" Josh asked "They told us it had to do with our fathers, the longer you've been without one the more susceptible you are to their drugs. My dad was always there. Just not in that caring loving way. I think it allowed me to fight their mind control effects. They tried to erase our minds at the party. They used the remotes on us which is why you don't remember everything. It wasn't the alcohol. After they tried to use it on me, I got really dizzy but I could remember. Which is why I had to do what I did. They gave me no choice but to fight back in self defense." "What exactly did you do?" Nick raised his eyebrows. I walked over to the closet in the room and opened the door slowly revealing the bound up body of a girl. "Who is that?" Josh peered over my shoulder at her. "Tiffany. Motherfucking Tiffany," Nick yelled. "Oh shit. You kidnapped one of them? We are all fucked." "I didn't know what to do." I tried to keep my voice from trembling. "I wasn't thinking straight and I was hoping to snag one of those remotes but she doesn't have it on her anymore." "Everyone calm down and think." Nick went over and looked at the bound up and gagged girl. "Where did you find stuff to tie her up?" "I found a pantry downstairs. It had all sorts of stuff in there." "Jesus Christ Mike, you're probably on every fucking camera they have in this place. They are probably coming up here as we speak." Josh yelled. "It's been over 2 hours since I brought her here. I think they would have done it by now. I just don't know how to keep it from seeming obvious that she's missing once the partying dies down." "Do you have any weapons?" Josh replied. "Yeah, I grabbed a knife from the pantry too. That's how I got her upstairs." "Alright, I have an idea," Josh said reaching into his pockets. "Give me the knife." "Woah, you're not going to kill her are you?" I asked. "No. At least not yet." I lifted the back of my shirt up and grabbed the knife resting in my pant waist. I handed it to Josh and watched with trepidation as he made his way toward Tiffany. "I have a knife Tiffany. I'm not afraid to use it on you, I just want to make that clear from the start. You have put us in a peculiar situation and we are only trying to protect ourselves. If you help and cooperate, I'll have no need to hurt you. Nod if you understand." She looked like she could shoot fire out of her eyes. She sat without movement for a good thirty seconds. Finally she looked up at him and nodded. "Good, now I'm going to take off this mouth gag and if you do anything stupid, I'm going to hurt you. Do you understand?" She nodded again. Josh grabbed the knot on the back of the homemade handkerchief gag and lowered it out of her mouth. "I want you to tell us how to get out of this building." She paused again before waiting to talk. She spoke very matter of factly with little emotion. "You can't. Those bracelets keep you bound to the inside. The only way to remove it is from the master remote which you'll never get access to. Brooklyn keeps it locked up safely and nobody knows how to get to it except her. It only gets passed down from senior house member to the next." "What about your remote? We saw you had one before." "It only has limited functionality for allowing us to use you and mess with your heads. The master remote is the one with transformation capabilities and band removal. You are all stuck here whether you like it or not. The only way to not end up transformed is to become a member. Even then you're still not free. Lift up my pant leg." Josh reached down and lifted the bottom of her jeans. He gasped after seeing something. As he backed away, I could see there was a silver bracelet tied around her ankle. "Brooklyn is the only person here who doesn't wear a bracelet. How do you think this place stays so well organized. Sure I get to go out but it's not compete freedom." The room went silent. Nick who had been silent finally spoke. "What are the remaining events? Tell us how to win so we can keep working on a solution. If you help us we will find a way to free you too." "Silly boy, don't you get it. They have thought of everything. From the time this place started to today there are no loopholes." "Then how the fuck did we end up with you here in this closet. That to me seems like something has already gone wrong." "That's where you're wrong. This was the second event. The second event was a trial of obedience. To see which of you were the best subjects to join the house. Those who fail to conform lose." Just as she finished her sentence, the door opened. In walked Brooklyn and four other Psi members. "Hello boys," she laughed. "Would you kindly follow me downstairs." My stomach sank and I felt like I was going to puke. The door lock wasn't even real either. Josh held the knife up to Tiffany's throat. "We are not going anywhere. You touch that remote or try anything funny I'll kill her right here." "Oh Josh, hunny..." she laughed again. "You are so cute when you're angry. But you do have to remember one thing when you choose hostages. Make sure the people you are negotiating with care about whose neck you have your knife against. Kill her. The Psi house is more important than one individual." I couldn't believe we had been played so badly. I wanted to run but there was no where to go. Josh eventually dropped the knife on the floor. We all walked towards the door and were escorted down the stairs by Brooklyn's goon squad. We walked through the first floor hallways in silence. When we had nearly reached the front hall I could begin to hear voices. The more we walked, the louder they got. As the final set of double doors opened, revealing the main foyer, I realized everyone was waiting for us. They marched all three of us onto the stage as well as Tiffany who showed no emotion when I looked at her. "Hush down everyone, I know you're excited for the next round of proceedings. Everyone make room so that we can all enjoy the festivities." Brooklyn announced and turned toward the three of us. "I have a special treat in store for my three feisty friends over here." So this is how my life ends. I never could catch a break. Every time I thought I was doing the right thing, life just kicks me in the balls and keeps piling shit back down my throat. I wonder if anyone will miss me when I'm gone. I looked out into the crowd. I watched the blissful faces of the mass. They had no clue they were applauding their own execution. It would be only a matter of time before they stood on this same stage. It was as if the cows wanted to see how steak was made. When Brooklyn had finally gained the crowd's attention she began to speak. "Our second event has come and gone and some of you haven't even realized it. We needed to find out the level of loyalty amongst the initiates, and that my peeps can only be done in secrecy." When she finished she motioned for us to move to the front of the stage. I looked at my two friends, Nick had started to cry. "Head up high." I whispered to him. "How cute, you are all such good friends. Who deserves to be turned first?" Brooklyn walked in front of us. Stopping, as if to study us, in front of each prisoner. "Strip for me," she demanded. Trying to keep our fates as pain free as possible we all followed suit. I slowly unbuckled my belt strap and lowered my zipper. After a few moments, I stood there with my cock out for everyone to see. Most of the crowd laughing and clapping at the public humiliation. "Kneel down my dolls," she ordered. As we continued to obey, a psi member stepped up behind each of us holding a briefcase. "Normally, we'd save this part until the later on but I just think you guys will really enjoy this." She nodded to the people standing behind us. In unison they opened the brief cases and each revealed a butt plug of a different color. The girl standing behind me started to lube the pink plug and reaching down to open my ass cheeks. I yelped as the rubber made contact. The girl softly whispered in my ear to relax. She told me that it would make everything much easier. Finally the plug hit the point of no return and slid the rest of the way into my rectum. "Oh Jesus, what the fuck? Get that shit out of me." I tried to reach behind me but I couldn't find anything to grab onto. "How do I get it out?" "What an astute individual." Brooklyn laughed. "The game is to watch all three of you try to get your plugs out. The last person to do so is our first transformation. Let's not waste time so ready go!" I looked at my friends. All of us were in shock, standing still. "I'm not going to compete against you guys," I said to them. They both nodded. "Boys, I forgot to mention that if there isn't a winner in 10 minutes, I will just turn all 3 of you at once into objects that I promise will make you wish you could kill yourselves. Time's ticking." Brooklyn tapped her wrist. At that, all three of us began to work on trying to remove the devices. I slid two fingers inside, searching for an edge to get ahold of something. The device was made purposely slippery. It also didn't help that everyone in the room was laughing and cheering at the three awkwardly naked boys playing with their assholes. "Don't be afraid to push it out boys," Brooklyn cheered. Just when I thought my humiliation had hit rock bottom. I began to bear down, trying to get the device to move at all. With each attempt I got closer and closer to grabbing a small part of the device. Finally, with a good attempt I snagged it between my index and thumb. I tried to wiggle it out carefully but after a second or two a wave of vibration shot out from the device. It stimulated me in a way I had never felt before. I fell to my knees, moaning in ecstasy. "I just keep forgetting to tell you things, so very unprofessional of me. Those devices are also programmed to give you a jolt of pleasure directly to your prostate at randomly set times throughout our little activity." When I regained my focus, I continued to work at removing the device. After several additional failed attempts and electrical stimuli, I noticed my friends had not seemed to get any further than I had before the device was triggered. I looked over to the countdown clock on the wall to see that we only had two minutes left. I made my way over to my friends. "Guys, I'm so sorry that I got us into this mess. I was the one that wanted to be here tonight and you listened to me." "It wasn't you Mike, remember, you had a band on already, they had you mind controlled well before that. You're a good friend and I'm gonna get you out of here." Nick replied. "I want you two to get in front of me and push with all your might. There's no way that bitch is taking all three of us together. Just promise me you'll work to figure something out." "Nick, no don't do that," Josh pleaded. Nick didn't even pause for a second before pushing Josh down onto all fours. He reached forward with both his arms and reached to grab the devices out of both our asses. All three of us screamed in agony, frustration and anger. As the 10 second countdown began in the crowd I could feel the device slowly working it way out. 5....4....3....2.....1.... Chapter 4 - Nick I fell to my knees, completely exhausted. I held the devices in my outstretched hands, showing that they had been removed. "What a brave act Nicholas." Brooklyn clapped and walked around me, hovering like a vulture. "Do you think that was an actual act of kindness for your friends or just sparing them for the time being?" "Go fuck yourself," I muttered with the last of my energy. "Mmmm, anger is part of acceptance. I guess we'll see. Are you ready?" She smiled. I let go of the plugs in my hands. They rolled for a few seconds before coming to a stop. I held my arm out and pointed my bracelet right at Brooklyn. She reached into her pocket and pulled out the remote we had all come to know. She pressed a few buttons on it and pointed it directly at my arm. It felt like time had slowed. I thought about my mom and brother and sister. How they might never know what happened to me. I thought about what could have been. The fun that I'd miss out of in college and the life I could have lived. I watched as her finger pressed the large red button on the remote. My stomach was churning already but I waited for something to happen. A few seconds passed and nothing seemed different. The crowd continued to chant 'transform him'. Maybe it wasn't going to work on me. That's when the pink light formed around my body. I felt my arms and legs get tingly and warm, like a beam of sunlight hitting them through a window. I looked at my right arm and the body hair on it withered away, leaving nothing but smooth baby's skin behind. I felt my hair inch it's way down my neck and past my shoulders sending shivers throughout my body. The crowd went wild when they knew the changes were starting. My friends looked like they wanted to vomit I couldn't stand to look at them anymore. Brooklyn walked over to me as I felt my muscles begin to stretch and pull in different places. "What a cute little bimbo you're going to be. Maybe I'll let you eat my pussy first before I send you to the hungry wolves out there." At that point, my hips and butt had enlarged and I could feel a new weight being added to my chest. I looked down to see two large perfect breasts expanding outward. The amount of sensitivity and desire to touch my new nipples overcame me. I twisted and pulled enjoying the new sensation. "I think she likes them." Brooklyn laughed. "Let's see what she does with the finale." That was the first time I had been referred to as a 'she'. It didn't feel right. I was still myself, just in a new body. The transformation was surprisingly not painful at all but actually turned out to be some of the most erotic sensations I've ever felt. My level of horniness continued to climb upward as I began to feel changes between my legs. This was it. The final part of the transformation, the last bit of identifying male anatomy ready to fade away. My dick was rock hard from playing with my nipples. I reached down to try and play with it one last time but as I went to grasp, it slipped out of my fingers. Slowly, it shrunk in size retracting into my body until just a nub remained. With a little pop, it completely disappeared. My heart sunk. I looked over to Brooklyn searching for answers. Her eyes glistened in the spot lights of the room. Her smile was comforting and evil at the same time. "Help me." The words that left my mouth were mine but came from someone else. I didn't recognize my own voice. I grasped at my throat. "There there, Nicole...you are doing just fine." The name Nicole echoed in my head. It was a nice name. A girly name that better suited the high pitched voice that just talked. But wait, no my name is Nick. "Nicole, you look puzzled my dear." "My name is Nick....isn't it?" "Don't be silly, look at your body, do you look like your name should be Nick? You're just a bit confused." I stopped worrying about my name because suddenly, I felt a new sensation between my legs. A warmth and pleasure like I had never felt before. The folds of my vagina lips spread and formed in between my dainty fingers. As I began to rub my new clit, a moistness developed. The feeling of pleasure spread throughout my entire body. With my other hand I began to caress my nipples again. I kept rubbing until I felt a tap on my shoulder. "Hi there sweetie." Brooklyn was towering over me. "Enjoying yourself?" Everyone in the room started laughing at me. I realized nearly my entire hand was inserted into my pussy and completely drenched in pussy juice. "I didn't even know I was doing that, I'm sorry." I felt my cheeks turn bright red as I went to cover my smoothly shaven pussy with my other hand. "Don't be ashamed of your body Nicole." Brooklyn spun me back around to face the crowd and removed my hands away from my pussy. "Everyone wants to see just how beautiful you are." Something about this woman made me feel very calm. I liked listening to her. She felt like someone I could trust completely. I looked around and saw my friends Michael and Josh still standing naked on the stage. Both had fully erect cocks and we're looking at me with horror on their faces. I suddenly remembered the transformation again. "Turn me back please." I fell to my knees in front of Brooklyn. "I don't want to be a bimbo." "Oh but you do and you don't even realize it, my dear Nicole." She made a smirk and turned to towards the crowd. "Should we help poor Nicole realize that she now has the life she's always dreamed of?" Everyone went wild again. Brooklyn spoke again. "Choose one of your friends to join you. The person you pick will be the next to transform. We're losing so many good candidates in one day. "She pretended to count on her fingers. So Nicole, who will it be?" I fought the feelings of bliss and sexual desires with every part of my being. I needed to keep focus on who I was. Afraid to forget Nick. I looked at my friends both with their heads down. "Nick choose me," Mike finally said. "Yeah right. Like I'm going to let you sacrifice yourself too." Josh interrupted." How will I live knowing you two both volunteered to save me. I'm not that worthy." "He makes a good point Nichole." Brooklyn chimed in. "I can't pick. It's an impossible choice." "It's not really. If you fail to choose someone, just like before, I'll just turn both of them. So it's in someone's best interest for you to pick." "You're a bitc..." I tried to get the word out but something stopped me. "Bit..." "Come on Nicole, tell me how you really feel." She kissed me on the lips. "You're a very generous person Ms. Brooklyn for letting us choose." I had trouble remembering what I wanted to say. The words that came out felt almost like a script implanted in my mind. "I know dear. Just hurry up and pick someone." "I can't pick my friends. I'll just close my eyes and point." I shut my eyelids and spun around once. I raised my arm and pointed it straight. Whoever I'm pointing closest to will be my choice. I'm so sorry guys." As I opened my eyes, I realized I had pointed my arm directly at Mike. Brooklyn had already started programming her remote. "I'm sorry Mike." "Don't worry Nick, it's not your fault." He fell to knees and accepted his fate. Brooklyn held her device at Mike and started to lower her finger towards the red button. Again time began to move slowly. I waited for the transformation to begin. I felt like I was going to throw up. Her finger caressed the red button but then stopped. She didn't press it. Instead, she turned toward the back of the stage and aimed the remote directly at Tiffany and finished by pressing the button. The look on Tiffany's face was sure horror. "Noooo...." was all she could get out before things started to change. Chapter 5 - Tiffany That fucking bitch. If I could move right now, I'd kick the ever loving shit out of her. What the fuck is she doing to me? I've done nothing but be loyal to this house and this is how she repays me? Oh Jesus, I feel like shit, the room is spinning and I feel like everything is getting bigger. Everyone keeps laughing at me, I can hear them. Shut up, all of you. You'll be next. She's a mad woman that has only one goal in mind. Oh god. What is she turning me into. I can't live the rest of my life as an inanimate object. "Nobody can hear you my dear." "Who said that?" "Oh, my voice must sound different given that you're undergoing a bit of a shrinkage at the moment. It's your favorite person in the world." "Goddamn it Brooklyn, stop this shit now. I didn't do anything to deserve this." "Quite the contrary. You failed the Psi House on multiple accounts. First you led a man here who clearly has some sort of an immunity to our wristbands. Then you tell him our plans, thinking he'll be wiped but in reality he remembered everything. Finally, you allow yourself to be taken hostage. Do you know what could have happened if they got ahold of one of our remotes." "None of that was my fault. I was just following orders when I brought him..." "Save your breathe, it doesn't really matter what you say at this point. You've already been judged and sentenced by the senior board. I'm just carrying out their wishes." "Tell them that I'm sorry. This isn't necessary, there won't be any repercussions from stopping this or turning me back." "Don't be so naive Tiffany. This is final and begging with me won't change anything. Take your fate with your chin held high while you still have one." She said towering over me and staring down at me. Brooklyn laughed, amused at watching another person succumb to her power. Even though I couldn't move my body, I could tell the room was still growing which meant I was still shrinking. I was at the height of everyone's knees at that point. My arms and legs began to contract inward. It wasn't painful, which is what I always imagined this experience to be like. Instead it felt like they gradually just fell asleep. It was as if they were no longer part of my body. I knew where they were suppose to be. The clothes I had been wearing were now starting to drape around me. Falling and blocking my view of everything else in the room. I could still hear the crowd encouraging the process. It was so humiliating. When I sensed everything had stopped, my view was total darkness. I had become so tiny that all of my clothes had covered me up entirely into a pile on the floor. Suddenly, I sensed a beam of light from above. The muffled sounds of the crowd began to get louder as a hand reached down and picked me up. I was lifted into the air, not sure what was happening until I came face to face with none other than Brooklyn. "Oh my Tiffany, you look at absolutely stunning." She held me up. "I took a chance by turning you into the exact object you were wearing hoping it would be good and you definitely surpassed expectations. You are going to make a wonderful pair of panties for Nicole." That's when I saw and realized for the first time what had truly happened. Oh God. No. I wasn't just any pair of panties but my purple lace thong. I remember going through my drawer in the morning and picking them out. The room was coming into focus. I could see from all sides of myself as I learned to control the limited senses I retained. Brooklyn had her fingers stretched into the elastic waist band and tugged me open. It felt almost erotic, but I couldn't quite fully interpret the feeling anymore without a pussy or breasts. She handed me over to Nicole who smiled down at me. "Thank you Ms. Brooklyn. I'm very grateful for my new thong." She lowered me towards the floor and stepped into me for the first time. As Nicole lifted me up along her smooth skinny thighs, that sense of eroticism and ecstasy returned. I felt an unwavering need to be worn. To be used as I was designed. I needed to hug a woman's vagina and slide into her ass crack. I was a thong and this was my purpose in life. Stop that shit. Focus Tiffany. "Hi there," a voice broke my concentration. "Can you hear me?" "Yes. Is that you Nick?" I asked back. "My name is Nicole, I am your owner now. Do you like being my living underwear?" "Focus Nick, your name is not Nicole. You are a 19 year old man who was just transformed into a girl by Brooklyn. We need to work together to get out of this mess." "Why would she do that? Ms. Brooklyn has been nothing but kind to me tonight." "Listen to me Goddamn it. I don't want to spend the rest of my life as a pair of panties. I need you to ....oh GOD..." I couldn't think anymore. A wave of pleasure built suddenly in my fabric. I needed to release, but I don't have any hands or a pussy to do it with. The pleasure kept building. I was paralyzed mentally until suddenly my fabric began to vibrate. "Ooh...mmm...Tiffany you are getting me super moist." "Mmmmmmm....Oh God, fuck me...what the hell was that?" "That was your random orgasm and vibration release feature. How quickly they always forget," Brooklyn chimed in. "Oh look how wet you got Tiffany, Nicole. You may have to put her in the wash soon." I had completely forgotten that we were still on the stage in front of everyone. The crowd was roaring by this point. I wanted to just get up and run away but I couldn't do anything. Please just kill me. "Don't worry Tiffany, I'm going to take really good care of you." Nicole said rubbing herself and making me even more soaked in pussy juice. It felt equivalent to standing outside in the pouring rain fully dressed. My mind was racing. I kept trying to figure out something that would save me from this fate. But deep down I knew what was next. I knew that in the three years I had been a member, nobody had ever been turned back. In fact quite the opposite, everyone that resisted was just made more compliant. I had to keep calm and play along. It was my only chance for survival. "Mmm..." I tried to muster the resolve to sound believable,"your pussy feels so amazing Nicole. I love being so close to you." "That makes me feel so good. I was worried you didn't like being my panties at first." "No please, let's go and play together as much as possible." "Well you are just panties remember, I need a nice large cock to break my virginity and fill me up. But I promise to share some of the cum with you." Oh, God. This is a nightmare. She is transforming her completely and I'm going to be stuck without anyone that can communicate normally with me. "Actually my love, you are wrong." Brooklyn crouched down at me. Given your history and knowledge of this place it's too much of a liability to let you whisper into sweet Nicole's ear each day." "Please no, you could read my thoughts too?" "What other type of communication do you think exists? You're living panties. No more mouth." She pet me across the clitiral bump and then fingered me into Nicole's asshole."You will unfortunately be made obedient, it's the only way I can guarantee you won't cause any further disturbances to our program." "What are you going to do with me?" "Where would the fun be in that my dear?" Brooklyn reached for her remote control and began to press buttons. "Please, I beg you. I'll do anything." "Of course you will, which is exactly what's going to happen. Now I'll give you a fair warning, when I hit this button here." She pressed the button. "Whoops, well it allows everyone to see your thoughts on the screen. Nicole, be a sweetheart and move closer to the front of the stage so that Tiffany can get a good look at the screen." As Nicole spun, I saw the the white screen off in the distance. It was blank until the words 'Don't think anything,' showed up. 'Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.' The words appeared almost faster than they came into my own mind. The crowd cheered louder. 'Focus. Please help me. I'm trapped in these panties and you will all soon join me in this fate if we don't stop Brooklyn.' The crowd went silent. I waited to see what happened next. Brooklyn laughed but this was the first time I sensed some trepidation in her tone. She paused and took a deep breathe before speaking again. "Don't be suaded by a loser. She had a chance for glory and didn't capitalize." She raised the level of her voice as she continued to speak. "Look at the fun, the freedom, the power Psi house grants its members. Do you want to settle for mediocrity when you can be a God." She raised her arms and the crowd went wild. My heart sank or at least that's how I felt. 'She always wins. I give up.' Printed on the screen. I looked over at Michael and Josh. They were the ones who got me into this mess. They were both frozen in time. Looks of horror and defeat plastered onto their faces. Similar to how mine would look if I were still a human. "Well that was exciting wasn't it?" Brooklyn regained composure. "We now have two choices to make. Let's vote on the change you want to see our friend Tiffany go through. We can either have her mind replaced with A, a bimbo slut that desires more and more cum soaking each day. This would make her love being a purple thong until the end of days or B, a man who has a panty fetish and falls in love with himself. Each day he wakes up more excited about being a pair of panties and encourages Nicole to fuck as many men as she can get ahold of." I watched the screen as my thoughts appeared. 'Please don't. This isn't necessary. I can be left as is, without fear of non compliance. Doing thisu to me is murder, my identity will be destroyed.' The crowd laughed at the screen. "All those in favor of option A, applaud now," Brooklyn asked. The crowd went wild. She repeated the same question for option B and the crowd cheered again but clearly not as enthusiastically. "The decision has been made." Brooklyn smiled. She grabbed her remote and pressed a button. My head began to spin. I tried to fight her magic as long as I could. If I could resist it, I could keep my own mind. My thoughts continued to appear on the screen. 'Must fight, don't give in.' 'Purple soft panties covered with cum.' 'My name is Tiffany.' 'I need to be stuffed inside a cum filled pussy.' The crowd laughed every time my mind filled with slutty images. I felt like I had found a balance to the forced thoughts. My willpower was just as strong as the changes. "Is that all you have sweetie?" Brooklyn's smile grew even larger. She reached for her remote again and pressed another button. "Oh fuck, I'm so horny. I need to cum to make it stop. Please Nicole find someone to fuck right now, I need cum." It was if I was stuck in the desert without water. My desires for getting fucked continued to grow. I enjoyed watching the wall so that everyone knew my thoughts. 'My name is Tiffany the purple thong. I love being covered in cum and being stuffed into pussies and riding inside ass cracks. I'm a good little cum slut and want to please whoever wears me.' "Very good Tiffany," Mistress Brooklyn said. "Do you ever want to become a girl again?" 'Never, I love my new life and only wish to be panties and please others.' I loved that everyone in the room liked my answers. Even Nicole had started clapping and then began to play with me and her pussy in front of everyone in the room. "Yes, please don't stop. Find a man to fuck so we can share his cum." "Mmm...what an intriguing idea..." Brooklyn turned towards Josh. "Nicole already gave you a blow job this evening, how about returning the favor? We need someone to have a test spin." Chapter 6- Josh I gasped audibly. "You want me to fuck my friend?" "Friend with benefits now." "But he...she...there's no way I could. My dick wouldn't even stay hard if I wanted it to." "Oh don't worry about that, now step up and have a ride or suffer the consequences of disobedience." She said holding the remote. Brooklyn pressed a button on it and pointed it at me. Instantaneously, my body rushed with warmth. My cock quickly stood at attention and every feeling I felt was geared toward fucking Nicole. Nicole looked over to me and batted her long lashes. The transformation had completed her make up flawlessly and her dark sumptuous eyes hypnotized me further. She turned around and bent over, her generous ass now pointing in my direction. She slowly moved her arms down her curves and reached to lower her thong. After sliding it a few inches, it fell to the floor on its own revealing an absolutely perfect wet pussy. It was the best I had ever seen. Her lips were just the right size and I knew they would make my dick feel like heaven. Nicole's fingers teased her pussy open. I could see the shine of juices on her hand. Nicole stood back up and turned toward me. She placed her fingers into her mouth one at a time, sucking them fully. She then motioned for me to come to her, waving each licked finger at me. The sly sultry smile on her face made it impossible to say no. As I walked closer to her, my mind raced with all the possible ways I could please her as well as how she could please me. Nicole took her freshly licked fingers and placed them back into her pussy. She pulled them out and grabbed my chin with her other hand. She squeezed my cheeks forcing me to open my lips. She slid her other hand two fingers at a time into my mouth. Her juices soaking my tongue and sending me further into bliss. She pushed my head down her body. I needed more of that sweet nectar. I placed my tongue inside, parting the vaginal folds. My body craved more. I tried bending over to allow my tongue to reach further inside. "Please sit on my face," I asked staring up at Nicole's beautiful eyes. "Anything you want, just promise me you'll let me feel that hard cock of yours," she begged. "Yes. Very soon Nicole." In my mind, I knew I was talking to my friend Nick but my body didn't care. I wanted to scream but whatever that spell Brooklyn placed on me, kept me from obeying my natural instincts. Instead, the more we foreplayed, the more aroused I became. I layed on the ground and let her straddle my face. I couldn't stand it any longer, I needed her pussy in my mouth. I grabbed at her legs and helped her lower into position. I could smell her sweet scent again and it drove me crazy. I reached my head up from the ground and aimed my tongue. She continued to sit and pushed my head back against the floor. My entire face was smothered by pure beauty. Each lick across her hard clit led to more of her sweet juice intoxicating me. The more I got, the more I needed. Giving her head, was a total body experience. I could feel tingling in my lips and neck, down my back and into my toes. It made me ravenous for more. My lips continued to tingle and I felt as if they were getting slightly larger as it was becoming harder to get my tongue as deep into her pussy with each lick. "I need more. Please sit on me harder." I tried to mumble to Nicole. She looked down at me and smiled. "Time to let me ride that cock." She shuffled her way down my body which was already in great position for fucking cowgirl style. The first time she let me enter her, Nicole screamed out in ecstasy. I moaned like I had never done before. Her pussy wrapped around my cock, squeezing it with each thrust. It was as if she adjusted her feminine hole just for my dick. Pussy juice began to drip down the sides of my pelvis and across my hips, pooling slightly on the floor. "You make me feel like a real woman. Your cock is fantastic Josh. Please give me your cum. I can't stand it any longer," Nicole begged. I quickly pulled my dick out and pushed her onto the floor. Her soft plump ass now cushioning her body, sat with her legs bent and spread ready for me to enter once again. I grabbed her knees and pulled her legs apart just a bit more and thrust my cock into her. Nicole arched her back and let her neck fall backwards. She moaned and screamed for me to go faster and harder. I summoned the adrenaline from the moment and from everyone watching me dominate this newly made girl to fuck her until she was screaming in pleasure. I could feel the pressure rising within my pelvis. That gradual build that lets you know you are close to cumming. I reached for Nicole's neck and lifted her head back up so that I could stare her in the eyes as I released my cum into her virgin body. Brooklyn softly whispered into my ear from behind me. "Make her a real woman and cum now." I couldn't hold it in any longer. I let myself release and pumped all of my manliness into her body. "Oh God!" Nicole screamed. My orgasm caused her to have one simultaneously. Her body spasmed and contorted from the pleasure. "It's so warm, I need more, please keep pumping." I was just as horny as before I orgasmed but something felt strange when I tried to pump. It was if my cock had gone numb inside her pussy. The more I thrusted the less stimulation I could feel. I backed my pelvis away from Nicole to see if I had lost my hard on. As our bodies separated, I realized the reason I couldn't feel my cock was because it was gone. A smooth crotch was all that was left. "What the fuck? Where'd my dick go?" I scrambled to search for it with my hands. The crowd of people whom I had forgotten were in the room watching, started to laugh and cheer. Brooklyn walked over to me in my state of panic with her hands covering her mouth. "I'm so sorry Josh, I forgot to mention I had upgraded Nicole. It's a new transformation we wanted to try. Her pussy juice is literally turning you into a woman. So far I'm very pleased with the effects. Your lips have been made super plump, your hair is starting to lengthen and you're dick which I know was just soaked with pussy juice has completely disappeared. Oh look, you're starting to grow a cute little vagina of your own." I reached down and felt as two pussy lips formed on the bottom of my crotch. I gasped out loud again. "It really is like a flower, blossoming right before our eyes. You're going to have such a good time fucking everyone in this room with that." Brooklyn reached and gave it a rub. The pleasure shot through my body like a shockwave. I fell to my knees and tried to catch my breath. I couldn't mentally process the changes happening to me. I had watched others over the course of the night go through similar fates but now it was me. I wanted desperately to get out of my predicament but my body wouldn't move. It was only a matter of time before I became a cock loving cum slut like Nick. "Oh Jillian, what will happen next? It's always so exciting to watch people change. It never gets old. You are all like snowflakes." Brooklyn cheered. "Go ahead Nicole, finish her off." I felt my stomach churn for at least the 10th time as I saw Nicole's smile grow looking at me. She reached down and picked up her purple thong. She made sure to showcase her ass to the entire room as she balled the panties up into her hand and rubbed them across her pussy. After a half dozen strokes, the thong was completely soaked. She walked over towards me and placed them on top of my head and squeezed. Pussy juice dripped down my head and down my face. I could feel it make its way down my neck and onto my chest. The more she squeezed the faster I could feel it roll down my now smooth, hairless body. I felt my frame begin to shrink and my muscle tone wither away. Soon Nicole no longer required standing on her toes to reach the top of my head. We were eye to eye. The liquid soon reached my pelvis and ass crack. A few drops fell to the floor and the rest down my legs and in between my toes. Every part of me had been washed in her infectious pussy juice. I shivered a little as my nipples began to sense the cold air blowing in the room. They soon became pert and extended outward as a pair of breasts formed on my chest. The mounds were a new experience for me. I didn't like the weight being placed on my chest at first but once Brooklyn squeezed my new nipples, I immediately forgot about it and focused solely on the pleasure it produced. My hands and feet were now dainty and my nails all freshly manicured and pedicured. Cute spring pink was painted on each one. It made me horny to realize how hot I probably looked to all the men. I know if I had met myself now before the changes I would have wanted a piece of this newly formed girl. I felt a little discomfort as my hips and ass began to reshape. My hips spread out giving me a perfect hourglass figure. My ass plumped out and just like my breasts, threw my center of gravity off initially. "Careful my dear, don't want you to fall and hurt that pretty face of yours." Brooklyn reached over and grabbed my shoulders to help stabilize me. "Thank you," I said. The words immediately took me by surprise. Not only because I never thought I would say anything nice to Brooklyn but also because I still sounded like my old self. "My voice is still a man's voice." "Mmmm...so it is." Brooklyn responded. She waved her finger at Nicole motioning her to do something I couldn't quite figure out. I looked at Nicole and watched as she soaked the panties in her pussy again. They were dripping on the stage by the time she finished. She walked towards me and squeezed my cheeks again and pushed the thong directly into my mouth. "Hi Jillian." A voice sounded in my head. I couldn't speak but mentally thought to myself. "Who's talking?" "It's me Tiffany. Now that I'm a part of you, we can communicate. I was starting to get a little lonely when Nicole took me off. I'm so happy to be able to talk again. Doesn't her pussy juice taste so delicious?" "What's wrong with you? They transformed us. You used to be a girl, a member of their society." "I know, but trust me, once you get used to your new life you won't care about anything else. Life is so much simpler when all I have to worry about is being worn and getting soaked with cum and pussy juice. You'll love being a cum hungry slut." "No I won't. I want to be Josh, not Jillian or Jill or any other person. I want to be a college student and have a normal life. Not a slave to be made to have sex every waking hour of their life." "Oh hun." Brooklyn interrupted. "Don't fight it. It's already past the point of no return so why not let the rest of the transformation go as smoothly as possible for yourself. The pussy juice soaked on that dirty little thong has been seeping its way down your throat into your belly and and into your cheeks and under your tongue getting absorbed by your blood stream. Granted it not the fastest way for absorption but effective nonetheless. You'll soon have no choice about what you want to think and who you used to be. When the neurohormones in that pussy juice reach your brain, it will be Jillian the slut and goodbye to Joshua. Take solace in the fact that we didn't inject that shit into your veins. You were a guinea pig but we are not that ruthless." I spit the thong out of my mouth. "You'll never get away with this." "Oh Jillian. You shouldn't have done that." She reached for the panties and gave them another good soaking on Nicole's pussy. The sexual pleasure sent Nicole down to her knees moaning. Brooklyn squeezed my cheeks again, easily overpowering me and pushed the panties back into my mouth. She closed my mouth shut and pinched my nose closed. "Hi again," Tiffany spoke. "Shut the fuck up," I thought back to her. "You shouldn't use such language as a proper woman," she harped. "Now Jillian in about 10-15 seconds you will need to take a breath. At that time, I will ultimately release your nose and let you take in oxygen. At the same time, I'm going to punch you in the belly. You will then inhale sharply and with the oxygen a good amount of pussy juice down your trachea. Not only will it fix your ugly voice issue but the lung absorption will definitely speed up the process." Brooklyn stated in a matter of fact voice. She was right. I was slowly feeling the urge to take a breath and I knew I couldn't fight her anymore. They had taken all my muscle strength away from me. I was no match against Brooklyn anymore. The urge to breathe grew even stronger and I started to wiggle trying to get her to move her hands away from my nose or mouth. My body craved oxygen. Brooklyn started a countdown with the crowd. I continued to struggle as they made their way down from 10. I thought I was going to pass out as they reached 5. The crowd continued to count down. 4...3...my heart was racing and my vision became blurry. 2...1...0 With that, Brooklyn did as she said she would and released her grip off my nose. My lungs inhaled as fast as they could, trying to replenish my oxygen levels. Brooklyn immediately shoved her fist into my abdomen causing me to gasp and inhale even harder. The punch caused me to pull a fair amount of juice down towards my lungs. The juice instantly made me cough but it was too far down to come back out. The panties flew out of my mouth and onto the stage floor. My eyes watered and I felt like I wanted to vomit. Brooklyn backed away from me as I fell to the floor. My face was flushed and tears were streaming down my cheeks. I sat on my knees trying to regain composure. After a few seconds the coughing subsided and Brooklyn walked back over to me. "How are you feeling Jillian?" I looked her straight in the eyes. "My name is Josh." My eyes widened and I grabbed my throat. "Oh what a cute ditzy voice you have Jillian. Don't you think so? It will make men feel so good while you please them. Your moans will arouse them to no end." I still couldn't believe all this was happening. It felt like a dream. I was waiting to wake up in my bed. The chemicals still hadn't taken over my mind yet. I knew who I was and clearly wouldn't let them have the rest of my identity. I'd rather be forced to suck cock than become a mindless slave. "Well I think she likes that new body everyone." Brooklyn laughed at me. I didn't know what was so funny. I looked around the room, realizing everyone was pointing at me. Their aim was directed at my crotch. That's when it hit me that I had been playing with my new pussy completely subconsciously. Between my legs, I was soaking wet. I removed my fingers and crossed my legs to hide what was going on. "Ah...how cute....she's embarrassed now." Brooklyn pointed at my vagina. "So what do you think of your new body Jillian? Come on now, be honest. Isn't it so much better to be a girl than that stupid hairy man?" The question caught me off guard. I did enjoy having multiple ways to please myself. My nipples were so sensitive and it felt amazing to tickle my clit. I couldn't admit it to her though. I needed to stay strong and let her know she didn't win. "I'm sure this is part of your mind trick Brooklyn," I retorted. "Oh hun. Just because Jillian was Jilling her new vagina doesn't mean I caused that. It was a legit personal choice made by you. There isn't any reason why you couldn't actually enjoy being a girl, especially a transformed one." She walked closer to me and whispered in my ear. "No periods, no risk for pregnancy, at least if we don't want it, and pure bliss from orgasms." Brooklyn returned to where she was standing before. She did make a lot of sense but deep down I still refused to give in. By this point, I had completely forgotten about Mike. I turned to look at him on the side of the stage. He was still naked except his wristband. He gave me a look of sorrow and then strengthened his stare as if to give me courage. I appreciated that he was able to help me feel better when he knew he was probably next for the same fate. The more I thought, I realized Mike must have been the most upset of all of us as he had the best male physique. I'm sure Mike would have had no problem getting any girl he wanted on campus. His chest was chiseled with an 8 pack and his dick must have been close to 10 inches when fully erect. "Hush everyone, she's starting to take the next step. The juice is kicking in." I realized Mike's erect cock was staring at me. He had trimmed his balls making it look so smooth and thick. I wondered just for a moment what it would feel like inside of me. It was more of a curiosity than anything else. "Tell him what you want Jillian," Brooklyn whispered again. "I don't know what you mean. I want to be a man again." "Your eyes say otherwise. Go ahead and explore your body again." I felt an urge build in my body. A need that I couldn't ignore. I reached my hand down again and put two fingers inside of myself. I focused on Mike's cock again. I started to wish that he would take me. I needed to know what it would be like to have him inside. I needed to have my urge fulfilled. "Mike, Jillian needs you. Go to her and help her become a real woman," Brooklyn said. Mike walked over towards me. "Is that what you want Josh?" "Yes, I need it so badly. I have to know what it feels like to have you inside me." "Very well." Mike lowered me onto the ground and spread my legs apart. It felt so amazing to have a man be in control. To be used and taken. I loved how his masculine arms and hands directed everything I did. I was his to play with and pleasure. I needed him. Mike slowly worked his pelvis closer towards mine. I felt the tip of his cock touch my lips and I couldn't stand it any longer. I reached for his hips and pushed his cock completely inside of me. I screamed and moaned in pleasure. Every part of me felt him. He reached for my breasts and pulled at my nipples. "Tell me how much you love me fucking you, you cunt whore." He said to me. "Please don't stop. I need more of you inside of me. Thrust harder please. I want to cum so badly." "Do you deserve to cum?" "If I don't, tell me what else I can do for you." Mike stopped and put his head close to mine. He reached down and placed two fingers inside of me and began to tease my clit. Whispering into my ear. "Don't respond to me but if you remember that your name is Josh, moan for me." I moaned as loud as I could. "Good girl," he announced. "What's gotten into you Mike?" "If this is the last time I'm going to fuck a woman with my dick, I want it to be memorable. Cum for me my slave." Mike lowered his pelvis on me again and thrusted into my pussy pounding me as hard as he could. His moaning and sweat dripping onto my body made me even hotter. I let the pressure build up inside of my body until I couldn't handle it any longer. My body shook in ravenous pleasure as I experienced my first female orgasm. "Holy fuck," I yelled. "I can barely breath." "Good girl." Mike caressed my breasts again. He shimmied his way up my body and finally without any warning shoved his dick into my mouth. "Oh god, I can't do this. I wanted my pussy fucked but I'm still Josh at heart. I don't want this dick in my mouth." I tried to mumble in between thrusts. "Shut up and swallow my cock." He thrusted even deeper making me gag. Tears involuntarily ran down my cheek